Ed Lines

THE fires are out and the handcuffs have clicked, magistrates and judges have huffed and puffed their civic indignation, and the lingering aroma of 100% bullshine fills the air.
From “flog ‘em and hang ‘em” all the way through to “give the poor misunderstood mites more public money” everyone’s had their postrioting twopennorth. And in almost every case, that twopennorth represents someone on the make.
Whether it’s the greasy Ken Livingstone shamefully trying to make political capital in the capital, or sociology shysters after some more funding, career opportunity knocks.
Don’t lose sight of this folk – entire professions only exist because of poverty, socalled inequality and racial tension. Deal with that and half the Guardianreading liberals are out of a job. These ‘caring souls’ have a career stake in social chaos.
One man however stands apart, speaking for the nation.
Ladies and gentlemen – Mr David Cameron, the Prime Minister.
Yes really, for the first time in his premiership Cameron has found his moral compass.
An engaging, articulate man, Cameron’s greatest quality was always that he wasn’t Tony Blair or Gordon Brown, yet for more than a year we’ve had little more than Blairesque posturing and soundbites.
Suddenly, he looks and sounds angry – and it wasn’t just about leaving an unfinished bottle of Lambrusco on the family hols in Tuscany. Last week Britain was shamed, globally, and he’s the boss. It reflected badly on him.
Not only was David Cameron shocked and offended, but he appeared to understand both the root problems and the public mood on this.
Most hard working Britons share the same core values; we want a level playing field, opportunity for our children, reward for hard work, respect for law and order, social care for the properly needy. Forget the red, blue, yellow or green rosettes; deliver those pretty simple packages and you can run our country.
Easy enough you’d think – yet for 20 years Tories and Labour alike betrayed that simple act of trust, serving themselves and their tribal interests, over the nation’s needs.
Suddenly David Cameron wants to redefine the entire relationship between state and sink estate. Gangs’ lives will be made intolerable, the courts will be set loose to punish and deter. The benefit structure will be rebalanced and personal responsibility will be nonnegotiable. Family first.
Respect, discipline in our schools and even – heaven forfend – a form of youth national service is mooted. If it means ripping up the odious Human Rights Act and seizing power back from Brussels, so be it.
Go Davy baby. The country is with you.
THE ‘country’ might be with David Cameron. Nick Clegg, Vince ‘Dobby’ Cable and the bleeding heart Lib Dems might not. Ed Miliband and his cohorts, who depend on patronizing so many of last week’s colourful characters, certainly won’t be.
Neither will the powerful legal lobby, higher echelons of the judiciary, or even the exact people who should be bearing Cameron on their shoulders – our soft generation of senior police officers brought up on community cohesion, hugging a hoodie, and elf’n safety.
They’re the reason brave frontline officers were left leaderless last week. When Dep Asst Commissioner of the Met Steve Kavanagh blasted publicspirited Londoners for ‘patrolling’ their neighbourhood, calling them vigilantes who were getting in the way, good honest bobbies must have hung their heads in shame.
He couldn’t keep London’s streets safe, and was using community conscious men as an excuse for it.
What a tosser!
So many vested interests are threatened by David Cameron’s call to action and their resistance will be whispered, covert and downright sneaky, sniffing out any opportunity to waterdown attempts to make radical changes.
That will be the true test of the Prime Minister – his ability to impose his will, to rally sufficient strong politicians to his flag, to make the brave decisions which will cement his place in history.
But if in a few weeks or months from now, when the memories of the August 2011 riots have faded for virtually everyone except the families of their innocent victims, I trust we will have more than just a worthy ‘report’ from Iain Duncan Smith to show for it.
If nothing is done except to spout rhetoric about empowering the police ‘next time’, then the chance has been lost and Cameron’s false veneer exposed.
No going back now, PM. Show us what you can do.

I don’t know if the West Yorkshire Chief Constable, Sir Norman Bettison, was using the tv cameras to apply for the job running the Met, but I loved his answer when asked if his force could cope with any potential bother round here.
“I have 10,000 staff,” said Storming Norm, “We could invade a South American country if we wanted.”
Attaboy! He added, with some insight, that the riots were ‘a passing fad’. And he was right – certainly more than any of the libeals trying to blame the mayhem on everyone except the looters.

CALL me Sherlock if you must, but did anyone else notice that all of last week’s riots took place on ‘flat’ ground. Aha! Worked out why? Well, to paraphrase a raiding and looting Scotsman of yore, William ‘Braveheart’ Wallace, “youse can take away my 50inch plasma that I’m trying to have it away with, but youse will never take away my incapacity benefit!”
It’s another reason (see below) why the downtrodden potential looters of certain areas weren’t inclined to go out and raid Curry’s. Can you imagine trying to lug a bloody big telly all the way up Wakefield cutting, the ‘council offices’ hill in Thornhill, or even all the way up Webster Hill and Staincliffe Road to Dewsbury Moor?
What, when you’ve been claiming incapacity for eight years supposedly with a bad back? Not worth the risk...

NEWS that Chickenley is being granted £560,000 of public money to invest in areas that are essentially benefit dens has a particular resonance in the wake of the riots.
Do you know why the ‘socially disenfranchised’ of Chickago didn’t riot and loot last week? My theory is that they couldn’t be arsed getting out of bed, let alone lifting a brick heavy enough to hoist through a plate glass window. Besides, benefits have already provided a 42inch telly and Sky.
That’s probably an exaggeration of the malaisestricken characters from around the ‘tin village’ who have been identified as languishing at the very bottom of Britain’s list of least educated, skilled or trained individuals.
But what were they going to rob in Dewsbury town centre anyway? Some IOUs from a chequecashing joint? Discount greetings cards or second hand clothes from a charity shop?
With our surfeit of pound shops, they’d need good backs to get away with anything worth robbing.
Most of the other shops are already boarded up – and people can talk up the town all they want, but after 6pm it can look like the looters have recently been and gone.
Something needs doing and not just in Chick, but thumbs up still to Coun Paul Kane for fighting for the cash for his ward.
Getting it is the easy bit. Getting a result out of spending it – now there’s a challenge. A mighty challenge, because street furniture and a new playground is not the answer.

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